La Mimosa. I enjoy pulling the blog together, it gives me a chance to review the past week. Often we marvel that the times I recount took place so recently. Last evening as I finished the post I was knackered. More tired than I can remember. We’d done a hard stank in hot sunshine and […]
The three island tour. Sardinia.
In which we start walking further than we’ve walked before. In which the great floral display of Sardinia blooms supreme. Channel crossing. Cruising out of Bonifacio the town towers over the sea. Houses perched so crazily close to the edge, many at risk of collapse. Every storm brings fear and danger. Only 12kms away, Santa […]
The three island tour. Corsica.
Living in a van. I’ll talk more about it this week. A great place to start your van experience is France. The roads are huge. There are great places to park up all over the country, often for free. The driving is benign, if you can drive in Britain, you can drive in France. It’s […]
The Three Island Tour. The road to Avignon.
“Oi! Kelv, you missed a week!” “Eh? What? Ah, yes. You’re right. I missed a week.” We missed a week in many ways. The 12 hour flight back to London from Colombo was an out of body experience. Before take-off all the blinds are dropped, and the cabin remained in near darkness for the whole […]
The Beach. Sri Lanka. Part 2.
The Beach. I’ll never be good at beach holidays. I love the sea. I care less for the beach, especially when it’s crazy hot. Porthleven in May – that’s my kind of place. That said, as the days slip by at our sandy paradise, I admit that I’m beginning to enjoy it. All around us […]
Sri Lanka.
Noise Grinding steel. Cutting concrete. Cawing crows. Screeching parakeets. The distant boom of a bittern. Tiny frogs’ tropical croaks. The tri-tone horn of the Lanka Ashok Leyland bus. Crows. So many crows. Dogs barking at monkeys, monkeys screeching at dogs. Cicadas in the background. Always. Hoopoes. Traffic, more traffic, more traffic. A scurry in the […]